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Blitzkrieg Love by Livia Olteano
Livia lives in Europe where she listens to obscene amounts of music and devours every reading material in sight. When she’s not doing either of the two, she fiddles with anything remotely customizable within reach.
Twenty-two-year-old Beatrice Stevens lives to dance. Two years ago she walked in on the picture of horror: after stabbing her mom 34 times, her father killed himself. She found his corpse still clutching at her mom’s, determined not to let go of her even in death. Now Beatrice freaks out if she’s hugged, loomed over or receives attention from daddy-type guys. Unless she’s dancing—the one thing that feeds her soul and saves her time after time.
Anthony Gowl wants Beatrice from the moment she bumps her adorable nose into his chest. That desire turns into a burning need after he sees her dance. But he’s the overprotective type—he can’t help it, it’s part of him ever since his sister ODed seven years ago. His savior complex makes him the perfect opposite of what Beatrice needs.
But she can’t seem to shake him. He’s both scary and exciting, even when he kneels at her feet. And the closer he gets, the more that toxic waste in her soul threatens to explode.
Warning: Contains scenes and language suitable for adults.
Q) What inspired you to write this story?
You know how you read stories of ‘broken’ people, people with issues who somehow get over them? I thought, what if I’d tell a story about people with issues who don’t get over them, do their best to ignore them (like we all do, right?) and somehow manage to live anyway? The actual characters came to me after listening obsessively to a song, but the particular type of relationship and how they solve (nor don’t solve) their issues were born out of that ‘what if’.
Q) How long did it take you to write?
A week, actually. It was my fastest story so far. Once I started writing, it just kind of wrote itself.
Q) What is your favorite thing about writing?
Telling stories about the characters that come to me, I think. It’s about the stories too, of course, but I think for me it’s more about the characters–about people.
Q) What is your least favorite thing about writing?
Waiting. It’s my least favorite thing about any activity. In the case of writing, waiting to hear from someone about a submission, or from an editor, or from readers… a lot of waiting. If it were up to me, things would always happen without any breaks. I guess it would make for a hellishly rapid pace of life, though. But what a ride!
Q) If you could be any famous person for one day, who would you be and why?
Hmm… maybe I’d like to be someone not so famous, like the head of CIA or FBI or something. Can you imagine how much inspiration I’d get for my future characters? :D
Q) What is the oldest thing in your fridge and how old is it?
You know how life is filled with mysteries? This will be one of them, for you and me both, lol. One should be afraid of a writer’s fridge, that’s what I think. I know I am, haha.
Q) What can readers expect from you in the future?
More stories about ‘different’ characters, people who can’t make things work by default or who have issues that torment them and don’t solve them by the end of the book or the series. Stories about imperfect and therefore beautiful people like us, I guess. I love writing them
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